December 14, 2010


I had to take a business trip last week, which included flying into Minnesota in sub zero weather on a small little "puddle-jumper" plane (while Otis Redding and Buddy Holly flashed through my mind) and then driving 150 miles in a snowstorm. At night. With no lights on the highway. And the snow flying right into our windshield, making the experience much like traveling into hyperspace.

The driving experience for several hours was very much like this:

as cars were crashed on the highway embankments.

The trip was up to Duluth Minnesota; original home of Bobby Dylan. I had plans to in Minneapolis and do The Replacements/Husker Du "heritage tour", but I was so freaked out by the time I got back to the Twin Cities that all I could do was sit at the bar at the hotel and down copious amounts of Leinenkugel beer. Mmmm beer.

Why anyone would choose to live in such a frigid climate is far beyond my understanding. Here in New York today, it's a balmy 20 degrees. Aaaaaahhhhhh.

The Choir - "It's Cold Outside"
Husker Du - "Ice Cold Ice"
Bob Dylan - "Shelter From The Storm" (bootleg version)
Replacements- "Bundle Up"

1 comment:

Mr. Beer N. Hockey said...

You ought to try riding a motorbike in the snow sometime.